Vampire Sonnets Xxii Without a Trace

I rounded a street missing a lantern, the heat in my eyes was starting to burn; It felt like gravity was all but gone my sharp fangs extended as I walked on; Creeping closer still hidden completely Fable stood a few feet ahead of me; ‘Recommendation: Don’t do that again.’ I said this but knew she would not abstain; Knowing this I came an inch from her face ‘I’ll make you disappear without a trace.’ Being guided by such an angry force every word was more than a little coarse; Glowering at me she said ‘They will hunt you.’ ‘They may’ I said ‘but respect I’ll accrue.’